Sunday, 13 June 2010

World Cup Fever

What World Cup fever? Yes I do have a cross of St George flag on my car, at least until it blows away into the path of some other unsuspecting motorist. It makes a terrible noise, distracts me whilst I am driving and reduces my fuel efficiency but HEY I am supporting the home country so what's a little annoyance and extra expense on fuel. All that extra tax keeps the government happy anyway. I am not sure what a season ticket to London would cost these days but it currently costs £275 per month in petrol to get to work before taking into account tax, MOT, servicing, insurance and depreciation! All that and I have to keep the boys' cars going as well although body builder's is currently off the road. Then again, with so much aggravation happening there I am not sure I really want to go to work anyway but I suppose I will grow out of that and anyway we need the MONEY. (wife, two elves and reindeer to support)
I am sad to see that I have not written for almost a month. I don't know whether to blame Facebook (which is where many of my instant musings are recorded), tiredness or just plain intertia. I would quite understand, dear reader, if you just gave up on me and moved on to someone more cryptic and interesting (or at least consistent)
What to tell you then about our daily life. I planted 40 runner bean seeds, 6 germinated, the slugs loved the baby lettuce plants and want to know when they can have some more, the turnips disappeared overnight but the beetroots are doing really well (at the moment). The outside of the house needs painting, the inside of the house needs painting, the grass is growing faster than I can mow it, I now have two desks at home and three at work all overflowing with paper and Mrs Claus has been off sick for a week when her bottom turned black (don't ask) - so what makes you think I have time to write a blog???!!! just to keep you amused
Sorry, tirade over, will try to be sensible (but then you don't read this for sensible things do you?)
What has really stirred my to put finger to keyboard is the loss of an iconic landmark in Cr....m. For many years the old school house, which originally belonged to the church (and I presume was a church school) and then became the church hall and an impromptu community centre is no more. The two elves both attended Beaver Scouts there and we went to several fetes and fayres and even the odd dramatic presentation. It has been closed for many years with developers and conservationists wrangling over its future and has become increasingly dangerous as a structure. Well the question is no longer a live one - the developers have won, whether by accident, design or arson. Last night at about 3.00 it burnt (was burnt) down. It has been struck by lightning, been the victim of failed arson attempts but it has finally given up the struggle and all that remains is a charred wreck. No doubt we will now have another block of luxury flats, when what is probably needed is low cost housing for all the commuters who can't afford the season tickets.
the only saving grace is that work on nearby houses has already proved that the land is prone to subsidence so maybe one day all the luxury flats will slowly slip into a large hole all of their own. Now that would be worth a photo
sorry if this is unduly serious, that's just the way I feel at the moment, if you want a laugh you will have to wait for the next one

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